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The misty sword light collided with Li Gong's sword fingers.

Li Gong's sword finger looked ordinary, without the slightest brilliance, just like ordinary people, he pointed it up and became a sword finger.

But the results were unexpected.

Li Gong's sword finger was not only not shattered by the young man's sword light, but poked the young man's sword to the side, and the young man's sword also let out a soft groan.

The young man showed a look of surprise beyond measure, the seventh sword of the Mountain and River Sword that he had always been proud of was not as good as the two fingers of others.

"You're from the Divine Soldier Villa?" Li Gong frowned slightly and asked.

"How do you know I'm from Divine Soldier Villa?" At this moment, the young man asked rhetorically with an almost trembling voice. It was obvious that he was very excited when he mentioned the four words of Shenbing Villa.

"Sima Jing, the owner of Shenbing Mountain Villa, once fought with me, his peerless swordsmanship is the mountain and river sword, the mountain and river sword contains two different artistic conceptions of the sword, one is the mountain sword, the other is the small river sword, the high mountain sword requires a heavy sword to use, and the small river sword requires a thin and long light sword. The sword in your hand should be the Xiaohe Sword! ”

"I didn't expect you to know so much about my Sima family's mountain and river swords......" The young man said as he twitched and cried.

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng, who was hiding nearby, showed even more contempt: "Are you still a man?" I love to cry like a woman, and I'm ashamed of you. ”

"Finally, let me ask you another question, who is the best between you and the owner of the Divine Soldier Villa?"

Although Li Gong showed impatience, he still said: "Sima Jing and I fought that day, and he held two swords, one heavy sword and one light sword. He first used his heavy sword to use the mountain sword technique to fight me, and after a hundred moves, I was evenly matched with him. Then, he fought me with a light sword, and after another hundred moves, there was still no victory! ”

"Hehe, regardless of victory or defeat, you can even win or lose with him...... You're right, the sword technique I just made is the Xiaohe sword technique, the Xiaohe sword technique has a total of thirty-two swords, I only used the seventh sword, you can't defeat me! ”

"What, you still want to fight me?" Li Gong's eyebrows were raised, and he said angrily.

"Fight with you...... I don't want to fight you, as long as you give me the Divine Sword! ”

"Haha, joke, big joke, old man, no matter who you are, even if you are very important to the Divine Soldier Villa, I will kill you. I don't even pay attention to Sima Jing, what are you? ”

"What am I? Hehe, look at the sword! The young man smirked as if nervous. At the same time, the sword in his hand was extremely fierce and stabbed at Li Gong.

"The eighth sword of the Little River Sword!"

Li Gong unhurriedly pointed into a sword again, and once again repelled the sword in the young man's hand with his sword finger.

However, Li Gong's other hand was to catch a sword handed by the chariot groom.

Li Gong often used this spirit soldier-level sword before, so this sword was like a tiger in Li Gong's hands.

"Spring Rain Sword Technique!" Li Gong shouted loudly, only to see that the sword in his hand was fast, or chopping, splitting, or blocking, every sword move was completed quickly, and there was an ethereal feeling that could be seen with the naked eye.

Moreover, the swordsmanship moves and moves are connected, just like the rain swaying in the sky, which is extremely continuous.

The young man's Xiaohe Sword is like the flow of a small river, which seems to be soft, but in fact, it is higher than one wave, one wave after another, with a resolute momentum.

Zhou Zheng saw that although the young Xiaohe Sword seemed to have surpassed Li Gong and could overwhelm Li Gong in terms of momentum alone, but in fact, under Li Gong's Spring Rain Sword Technique, Xiaohe Sword's attack would be resolved every time.

"What a spring rain swordsmanship, swordsmanship is as dripping as spring rain!" Zhou Zheng stared closely at the figure of Minister Li's sword, and he didn't dare to miss every sword move.

Zhou Zheng could also see the intention of some swordsmanship moves.

Simple but effective, extremely clever, this is Zhou Zheng's evaluation of these swordsmanship moves.

It's just that Li Gong's movements were too fast, and Zhou Zheng's eyes were dazzled.

"Li Gong's swordsmanship moves are very consistent with the 'Spring Rain Image', like a natural pair. Since the image of spring rain is from "Spring Rain Washing Dust Map", then these swordsmanship moves must also be from "Spring Rain Washing Dust Map"! ”

"Strange, if Li Gong has seen through the image of the spring rain from the "Spring Rain Washing Dust Map", and I have also seen through the image of the spring rain, why didn't I make these clever swordsmanship moves like Li Gong?"

couldn't think of the reason, Zhou Zheng only felt that there were still many secrets in "Spring Rain Dust Washing Map" that he had not discovered, and this incomprehension could only be put aside first.

"The thirty-second sword of the Xiaohe sword!" The young man used the last sword of Xiaohe's swordsmanship, and it was also the last sword he could use.

"Spring Rain Sword Technique!" It was still these four simple words, which came out of Li Gong's mouth.

The next moment, the light sword in the young man's hand flew out of his hand, and the tiger's mouth cracked, spilling a pool of bright red blood.

At that moment, Zhou Zheng not only saw blood flying out of the young man's mouth, but also saw a tear flowing from the young man's eyes.

That tear was hidden under the suppressed hat.

The tears were so clear that they were like a woman's tears.

For some reason, an impulse suddenly arose from the depths of Zhou Zheng's body, the urge to protect that young man.

Zhou Zheng jumped out, stretched out his left arm, and wrapped his arms around the young man's body, and at this moment, Li Gong's sword slashed towards the young man.

Not a thorn, but a split.

Zhou Zheng's mind was relieved, because Li Gong's swordsmanship revealed flaws.

Many times, the last sword of a swordsman who is in sight of victory is not to kill the enemy, but to kill himself.

Because victory was in sight, the swordsman's last sword despised the enemy, but the enemy picked up the flaw and stabbed a sword.

A silver-white sword light lit up in Zhou Zheng's mind, condensing a very dazzling light.

At the same time, Zhou Zheng stabbed out one of his own swords.

On that day, he arrogantly wanted to create swordsmanship, chanting other people's slogans: The world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable!

Now, the sword he stabbed out naturally contained this kind of intent.

Li Gong only felt a white light flash in front of him, and a sharp sword had been inserted into his chest.

Blood spread from the sword like a red flower.

"Gong Li, I will make amends to you!" As Zhou Zheng spoke, he wrapped his arms around the young man and ran in the other direction.

Because he was afraid that Li Gong would chase after him to settle the account, Zhou Zheng instilled true qi in his feet and ran extremely fast.

After a long time, Zhou Zheng looked back and saw that Li Gong did not chase after him, so he let out a long breath.

"Gong Li, in fact, I didn't want to stab you, but I ...... at that time"

Zhou Zheng recalled the sword he had just stabbed, because Li Gong showed a flaw when he split the sword, so when he stabbed the sword, he only instilled ordinary true qi on the sword, and did not instill pure yang true qi, but when he stabbed it, the power was very large and the speed was also very fast.

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